Lost and Alone (Beau Bennett)

Chapter 6

It had been a while since that night. Beau and I didn't do anything beyond kissing, and Bortz kept telling Beau that he 'told him so'. I just laughed at that. But now I am sitting with Beau, on his couch, both of us depressed. Bortz just got traded to the Blues. We were losing him. He is currently packing his bags, as we sat on the couch, trying so hard, not to cry. I could even see tears threatening to spill from Beau's eyes. That made me lose it. I couldn't stand to see him cry, and that enhanced my impulses.

I crawled onto Beau's lap, straddling him. He set his hands on my hips and looked at me confused as I put up my hair. Once I finished, I moved us back on the couch, to leave space. He just looked absolutely confused which was absolutely adorable. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him on the couch so that his back was flat. Then I crashed my lips onto his. It took a second for him to respond, but he quickly squeezed my hips and kissed back passionately. He didn't even need to ask for permission, as I parted my lips for him. His tongue wandered in my mouth, regaining familiar territory.

He slowly pulled away and asked, "Em, W-what is this?" He used a finger to wipe under his bottom lip, which was so attractive. Okay, so we get it, Beau's very attractive. I held his cheek with one of my hands and stroked it tenderly, before saying, "I just thought that, if Bortz is leaving, he ought to know what my choice is before he leaves" Beau's eyes sparkled and he said, "Wait, are you saying?" I nodded, smiling, and he grinned. Bortz yelled from the doorway, "Took you long enough!" I laughed and Beau just looked into my eyes, once, before taking the reigns.

He switched the positions by lifting me slightly, laying my back straight on the couch, and then crawling between my still spread legs. He laid his thumb on top of my chin and his index finger underneath. Then he crashed our lips together again. Bortz yelled, "Get'er boy!" Before leaving the room. I choked a bit, trying to laugh but still caught up kissing. Once Bortz left the room, Beau looked at my neck and said, "Screw it" He tucked his face into my neck and chose his spot. I mumbled nervously, "Beau" knowing, he was going to hit it exactly. He just looked at me, licking his lips, eyes once again, almost a navy blue.

He went for the kill and immediately started sucking. I cursed silently and my neck and back arched a bit. He chuckled and said, "Perfect" before biting down. I couldn't hold it in, a moan escaped from deep in my throat, and it was loud. I quickly covered my mouth with my hand and Beau slowly pulled away, admiring the small bruise quickly forming. He gave me a cheeky smirk and I pulled up the shoulder of my shirt, while leaning forward and glaring at him. Bortz was standing in the doorway, arms crossed, and eyebrows raised. Beau bit his lip and looked over at him, before laughing.

Bortz shook his head, eyes closed, saying, "You couldn't have done that upstairs? God, it sounded like you guys were making a fucking porno" I let my hair down and Beau started running his fingers through it, as he said, "We had to leave a lasting impression on our best friend" Bortz laughed and said, "I didn't want that kind of impression Beau!" Beau just cheekily laughed and said, "Whoops" Bortz glared at him, and I moved out of the way, knowing what was going to happen next. Bortz began to chase Beau, who had already hopped on the other side of the couch. Eventually, Bortz got Beau on the ground and was rubbing his knuckles on Beau's head.

I laughed and jumped on Bortz's back and said, "Give me back my man Bortz" He chuckled looked at Beau and flipped me over his back and into Beau's open arms. Beau automatically pecked me on the cheek and Bortz finally said, "Alright love birds, I need to get going. So I'll see you when the rest of the Blues and I come to play the pens" Beau lifted me up and got up as well, before hugging Bortz. I hugged Bortz as well, and we drove him to the airport, for his flight to St Louis. Once we got back to Beau's house, we just started watching a bunch of romance movies.

I was sitting against one arm of the couch, and my legs were resting on his lap. He reached over quite a few times to kiss me and he would also stroke my legs once and a while. Once the final movie ended, I declared that I was going to take a shower. I went upstairs to the bathroom, stripped down, and got in the steaming hot shower. The water was so nice that I couldn't help but close my eyes and tilt my head back, to relax. Then all of a sudden, cold water fell down my body. I gasped and ripped open the curtain to peek out. Beau was leaning against the wall laughing his ass off. Then he saw me glaring at him, when I yelled, "Beau Daniel Bennett!" He grinned at me, before coming over and giving me a quick kiss on the lips.

Then he walked out of the bathroom with a smug look on his face, so I flicked some water at him. He chuckled and closed the door behind him. I sighed and realised that this was my first time being kissed while I was naked. I touched my lips gently while hugging my breasts with my other arm. I quickly shook my head, finished my shower, and put on my tank top and underwear. Yea, that was classified as my pajamas. Beau walked past me with a towel over his shoulder. He grasped my hip farthest from him, and stopped to kiss my cheek before continuing to walk to the bathroom.

Once I heard the faucet turn on, I grabbed the plastic wrap out of his drawer in the kitchen, and layered the bathroom doorway with the plastic wrap. Then I started cooking dinner. About ten minutes later, I heard Beau yell, "Seriously Em?!" I burst out laughing automatically. Then he walked into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around his waist, messy wet hair, and an unimpressed look on his face. I couldn't help but laugh even harder at his reaction. Then he smirked, and chased after me. I started to run but he grabbed me from behind, and pulled me into his tight hold.

He turned me around and went right for my lips. I reached my hands into his hair, and kissed him back. He lifted me up and sat me on the bar. His hands were rested gently on my ass and he continued to go farther, he licked my bottom lip and my lips parted. Our tongues danced together, and our breathing came out heavier. I remembered that again, one of us was naked. I slowly pulled away and he brought his mouth to my neck again. I said his name slowly and he just hushed me as he sucked on my neck again. My back started to arch again and I slowly laid back on the bar. He lifted himself onto the bar as well, on top of me, and continued.

His hand went under my shirt and stroked my stomach, slowly working his way up my chest. He finally nipped my neck and I let out one of those deep and loud moans. His hand finally rested on my breast and my heart skipped a beat. I had never gone this far with any guy, which is probably one of the reasons my ex dumped me. My breathing turned into panting and his lips found their way back to mine. Our tongues found each other again, and his other hand found it's way to something else.